The night before;
On my reading table was a lamp. The rays of light partially
darken the room. I started to ask myself, why I avnt slept by 12midnight?.
Everywhere was silent. Except the breeze that waves with such noise. What was
about to happen?
The episode;
My phone beeped, “Heelloo, from pretty lady of high esteem.
Before, I could respond with a snooze voice, she raised the tone of her voice –
Haaapppyyy Bthday. I pretended like I was expecting it.
Call me a Blogger;
My afro style had coiled. I was clammy with sweat. The sun
was mimicking a fulbright star, but was hot. It’s almost summer. My friends
came around and we twisted the day away. It’s was a NEW AGE – getting old. I
gave myself a NEW NAME too; BRAINIAC BLOGGER.
The past;
For over four years, I have written on Brainiac Column on a Facebook
page. This blog is an extension. It’s about my profession, my hobby, my
friends, my family and my God.